𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔣𝔬𝔲𝔯

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Bakugo POV

(A few days later)

I return home from school, tired as fuck from the intensive quirk training that the school has been putting us through. I'm definitely getting even stronger, though.

"Katsuki! Come up here!"

Ugh. The old hag should take more weekends away, but, like, permanently. She's such a fucking nag.

"Hurry up!"

"Shut your MILF ass up, I'm coming," I mutter as I storm up the stairs. She's yelling from my bedroom.

"What do you want!? Are you rummaging through my shit agai-" I freeze when I see her holding up a crumpled U.A. uniform. The exact same one that I stuffed under my bed to return to Deku later.

"Katsuki," she says slowly, "Why is Izuku's uniform in your room?"

I bristle. "Who say's it's fucking Deku's?"

"Because his name is sewn into it."

"That's..." I can hear the stupid tremble in my voice. How do I get out of this one? "I..."

"Are you fucking him?" she asks bluntly.

I have to tell her at some point. I have to tell her I'm gay. It's just two words, right? "Not exactly..."

She shrieks. "You are?"

"No! I'm not having sex, with anyone!" I shout.

"So why is Izuku's uniform here?"

"..." Oh god, stop being such a pussy and say it, I urge myself. "Well..."

She taps her foot impatiently.

"I'm gay."

I've said it. No going back.

"And I'm dating Deku. He stayed over on Friday night," I hear my voice has gone up an octave. "And borrowed my clothes on the weekend, and left a uniform here."

She stares at me, silent for once in her life.

"Are you mad?" I ask. I feel like a child who's been caught sneaking another cookie from the jar.

"Mad? Honey, no!" she drops the uniform and wraps her arms around me before I can pull away. "I'd always had a hunch..."

I let her hug me. I don't resist. It feels unnatural. Unnatural, but nice. It's like all the stress and tension about coming out to her has fizzled away, leaving me vulnerable.

"I'm glad you told me."

I stay in her arms for another moment until I'm certain I won't cry. "Okay, enough." I pull away.

She beams at me. "So, Izuku, huh?"

"Mhm."

"And you haven't fucked him yet?" she prods.

My usual annoyance towards her returns as strong as ever. "God, you're a bitch. No."

"Omigod, wait till I tell Inko this!" she flaps her hands excitedly and runs out of my room.

"Wait!" I grab her arm. "Just... let Deku tell Inko first?"

Her features soften. "You really care about him, don't you?"

I can only nod.

"Okay. But I'll definitely be gossiping with Inko later!" she promises. "Do you think rainbow balloons for the wedding is too extra?"

I roll my eyes. "No one's getting married."

"Yet. Katsuki, you're a little shit but I still love you, okay?"

"Sure, hoe."

She stares at me waiting.

I sigh. "Fine, love you."

"Tell your old man you finally got a boyfriend. He was betting his money on your spiky redhead friend."

"Kirishima?" I pull a face. "The guy has three fucking braincells, maximum. Also, you're placing bets on my love life?"

She cackles and runs off.

I sigh and pull out my phone, typing a message to Deku.

Hey,

Hi. What's wrong?

You texted first. The world must be ending.

I chuckle a little at that.

Listen... Mitsuki knows I'm gay now.

She found your uniform in my room...

!!!

Are you ok?

Yeah. She was good. Also I explained that you

just borrowed my clothes, so she didn't

think we slept together.

We technically did sleep together...

Like, sex.

Almost 😂

Are you going to tell your mom now? Mitsuki

wanted to call her but I stopped her since you

should probably tell her first.

Yeah. I've been ready to tell her for a while

now. I'll do it today when she gets home from work

Ok.

Good luck.

Thx. I think it will be ok. I'm happy for you :D

Alright

I'll let you know how it goes.

Love you

Love you 2

I shut my phone off and sigh in relief. That's one of us done.

Midoriya POV

Kacchan did it. I'm proud of him, and glad that Mitsuki accepted him. Now it's my turn...

When I hear my mom come home from work, I dig my nails into my hands. I've thought up a hundred ways to tell her, but now my mind has gone blank.

"Mom?"

"Hi, Izuku! How was your day?"

"Good... um, can I talk to you about something?"

"Sure, sweetie, just give me a hand with these groceries!"

I help her carry the plastic bags into the kitchen.

"You've gotten so strong since going to U.A.! Soon girls will be lining up to snatch you away!" she exclaims.

"Er..." Okay, here goes. "Actually, about that. Girls..."

Her hands fly to her cheeks. "Do you have a girlfriend? Is it that Uraraka girl?"

Oh, gosh, she's unconsciously making this worse for me. "I don't have a girlfriend." Because, I force the words in my mind.

"Because."

I'm dating Kacchan.

"Because I'm."

Dating. Kacchan. Spit it out, Izuku.

"I'mdatingKacchan." I blurt it as one word.

She blinks at me. "What was that?"

"I'm. Dating. Kacchan." My voice has dropped to a whisper.

"You're dating Katsuki? Mitsuki's son?"

My cheeks flame red. "Yes."

"For how long?" she asks.

I can't read her expression.

"Ah... a little over a month?"

"Why didn't you tell me? Were you scared?"

"Not... not exactly... I was waiting for Kacchan to tell Mitsuki."

"And he told her?"

Is she upset? Her face is unreadable. "Just this afternoon, he did."

"So..."

I shuffle my feet awkwardly. "So..."

"You're gay?"

"I'm bisexual. I like both."

Her face crumples. "Izuku! I'm so glad you told me!"

"You're okay with it?"

She wipes her eyes - she cries at everything - "Of course! I'll always love my baby boy, no matter who he loves!"

My shoulders sag in relief and I go to hug her. She almost crunches my bones with her tight embrace.

"I have to go call Mitsuki!" she squeals.

I roll my eyes good-naturedly. "I'm sure you two have a lot to talk about."